Those glistening phoenix eyes blinked, carrying a few traces of pitiable pleading:
"Give... wear nice clothes for Master to see..."
Chen Ye saw her in this state and couldn't help but chuckle: "Then don't regret it when the time comes!"
He hummed and let Qing Jun down.
However, he didn't immediately let go, instead pressing her little head into his embrace.
Then he used the stubble that had just emerged on his chin, with a faint bluish hue, to vigorously rub against her tender, porcelain-like little cheeks.
"Ah! Master! It tickles! It prickles!"
Qing Jun was tickled into giggling by his sudden assault, her tiny body squirming in his embrace like a lively little fish.
Though the stubble wasn't long, it rubbed against her face, bringing about bursts of tingly, itchy sensations, making her both ticklish and wanting to laugh.
Chen Ye watched her little face turn red from his stubble, her eyes curved in an adorable smile, and liked her even more.
